Call me Ishmael

Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times

If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born

Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting

All this happened, more or less

There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it

Shukhov never for a moment forgot what his first foreman, Kuzyomin, had told

I was born twice: first, as a baby girl ...

It was a pleasure to burn

It was love at first sight. The first time Yossarian saw the chaplain he fell madly in love with him

Many years later, as he faced the firing squad

No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century, that this world was being watched

Midway in our life’s journey, I went astray from the straight road and woke to find myself alone in a dark wood

In a village of La Mancha the name of which have no desire to recall

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again

Achilles' cursed anger sing, O goddess, that son of Peleus

A squat grey building of only thirty-four stories

Here is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now

Once when I was six years old I saw a magnificent picture in a book

Who's there?

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife

The year 1866 was signalized by a remarkable incident

Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family estates of the Buonapartes